Passionate young woman

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She and I used to be colleagues at the same company. Strangely enough, before she got married, I didn't have much of a feeling for her; we even had a big argument about work once. Although she wasn't the kind of stunningly beautiful woman, she was still very attractive. Especially her legs—long, very well-proportioned, straight from thigh to calf, exactly the kind I like. We only got together after her marriage, several years ago, and I can't even remember how we met. Of course, I'm not rambling on here to tell you how to get together with a woman like that; I just want to talk about the advantages of having such a lover.

I've always had this mindset: for a man like me, what I need is a sexual partner, not a lover. I believe a lover is different from a sexual partner. With the former, you need a lot of energy, time, and money to obtain and maintain it, and it might even lead to problems at home. The latter requires much less compared to the former. She, like me, mainly needed sex, which is what suits me. I have neither money nor time; all I have are the skills to woo women and my energy. Having a mistress is something only wealthy and leisurely people can afford. I bet many guys share this sentiment, right? That's the first advantage.

She was that kind of woman. Not long after we started dating, she left the company, but we maintained contact. My requirement for a sexual partner is that we shouldn't be together too often, to avoid my own "home" getting inflamed. Occasionally changing things up is what I need. This idea suited her perfectly, since she was married. So, almost every date we had after she left the company consisted of only one thing—sex. Whenever we were alone, we didn't need to talk; she'd let me "do" her.

For a married woman with other men, sex is indispensable. She was a woman with high sexual desires, and although her husband (I'd only met him, not really known him) and she had sex often, according to her, there was no "passion" left. Sex with me gave her "passion" and "excitement," which suited me perfectly. Actually, I do have a sex life, but after being with the same woman for a long time, the feeling gradually fades, and I crave some "excitement" and "passion." This is the second benefit. Speaking of which, let me tell you about the most exciting and passionate thing that happened when I was with her: For a while, she seemed reluctant to continue this kind of relationship with me, so one time she subtly expressed her thoughts. My view of women has always been that of "prey," and hunters need patience to "hunt" their prey, especially since we had already been intimate. So, I followed her wishes and didn't contact her for a long time. However, more than half a year later, our date took the most "exciting" turn.

More than half a year later, I contacted her and asked her out for karaoke, and she agreed. That night, we went to a karaoke bar, got a small private room at the back, and started having fun. We sang and drank, and after about half an hour, I tentatively took her hand, and she didn't refuse. So I knew that at least for today, she was willing to be intimate with me. So I found a suitable opportunity, put my arm around her waist, and pulled her into my arms after she didn't refuse. I started kissing her, and she responded passionately, sucking my tongue fervently. My hands gently caressed her, from her neck to her chest to her lower abdomen and then to her thighs, finally stopping between her legs. It was a hot day, and she was wearing a short skirt. My hand easily slipped inside her skirt, caressing her hairy pubic area through her panties; soon her panties were a little wet. At the same time, her hand was already caressing my excited "treasure" through her pants. We were both very excited that day, kissing, sucking, and caressing passionately. At that moment, I really wanted to "do it" with her. But we were in a private room at a karaoke bar. Although there were sofas inside, the door couldn't be locked, and there was a large glass panel in the door, so people standing outside could see inside.

So, after kissing and caressing each other for a long time, we could only obediently sit up and sing. But at that point, I really wanted to "do" her, so I observed her. Our private room was the last one, and the waiter was at the other end of the corridor; he wouldn't come unless called. The glass in the door was about the size of a head, but there was a corner behind the door. Unless you were specifically looking through the glass, you wouldn't see him even if you were just passing by. We had turned off all the lights inside. Also, if someone was standing behind the door, it wouldn't open; if you opened it, the person behind the door would block it. I decided I'd do it with her behind the door. So, I told her I really wanted to "do" her, and she didn't answer. No answer meant yes, so I pulled her up and led her behind the door. At this point, we didn't need any kissing or touching anymore. I had her turn her back to me, then I squatted down, lifted her skirt, and took off her panties. Then, I started kissing her buttocks. Her buttocks were full and fleshy, and I kissed them while vigorously stroking them. I slowly moved down; her thighs were very round, which I liked the most. I stroked and licked the inside of her thighs. She moaned softly, instinctively spreading her legs wide. I touched her; her genitals were already very wet. So I stood up, unzipped my pants, took out my penis, and thrust it in forcefully.

She let out a soft "ah," pressed her face against the wall, and arched her buttocks to meet my thrusts, enjoying the pleasure of sex. To be honest, I was a little nervous at first. Having sex in public made me a little uneasy, but it was very exciting. After a few dozen thrusts, I felt a little unsatisfied because I hadn't taken off my pants; I had just taken out my penis like I was urinating. Only my penis could feel her body, which wasn't very satisfying. So I simply took off my pants and started fucking her freely. Her buttocks were very full; when she arched her buttocks to meet my thrusts, my lower abdomen pressed tightly against her buttocks. I would thrust hard for a while, and then hold her close. I pressed my waist against her and rotated her vigorously. Her hands and face were pressed against the wall, her legs spread wide, and she was moaning as she thrust her buttocks up to meet my movements. She looked very lewd, and I loved it. Firstly, it was exciting to have sex like this in a public place; secondly, her position and cooperation aroused me, and she didn't seem to want to have sex with me in this place. So, after several minutes, I ejaculated inside her.

Less than an hour later, I had sex with her again. This time, she said it was too tiring from behind, so I had her from the front with one leg down. She lifted one leg with my hand, creating a wide-open vulva, and then I thrust in hard, pinning her against the wall. One of her legs could only barely touch the ground, and my hands could just reach her entire buttocks. I thrust into her hard while fondling and squeezing her plump buttocks; her buttocks were a bit big and her skin was nice, which felt great. Of course, this time I finished with her quickly too.

The most "passionate" time happened after I hadn't dated her for a long time. For a while, I had some things to do and hadn't dated her for almost a year, only contacting her every few months. At that time, she wasn't working, and her husband's income was decent.

One morning, I stayed up all night and wasn't tired, and suddenly I really wanted her. So I called her house; it was a little after 9 a.m., and she had just woken up. I said, "Can I come see you?" She agreed. So I went to find her, arriving around 10 a.m. When she opened the door, she was only wearing a nightgown. It was hot, so she asked me to sit down and get her some water. I drank the water while chatting with her, looking at her arms and legs exposed through her summer nightgown.

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